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rose@psych.toronto.edu>
Date: Wed, 27 Jul 94 21:40:52 EST
To: guitar@nevada.edu
Subject: touch_of_grey.crd
Touch of Grey
Grateful Dead
Intro - BF#BF#C#G#C#G# (X2)
BF#BEAE
Must be getting early, clocks are running late,
F#BE
First light of the morning sky, looks so phony.
BF#BEAE
Dawn is breaking everywhere, not a candle, cursed the glare,
F#BE
Draw the curtains, I don't care, 'cause it's alright.
Chorus
F#BE
I will get by,
F#BE
I will get by,
F#BAEF#
I will bet by,
EAEBF#BF#
I will survive.
I see you got your fist out, say your piece and get out,
Yes I get the gist of it, but it's alright.
Sorry that you feel that way, the only thing there is to say,
Every silver lining's got a touch of grey.
Chorus
C#mF#C#mF#
It's a lesson to me, the eagles and the beggars and the seas
D#mA#C#mF#
The ABC's, we all must face, try to keep a little grace.
C#mF#C#mF#
It's a lesson to me, the delta's and the east and the freaks,
D#mA#C#mF#m
The ABC's, we all think of, try to create a little love
No more rabbit's in out ears, the dog has not been fed in years,
It's even worse than it appears, but, it's alright.
Coward's given kerosene, he can't read at seventeen,
The words he knows are all obscene, but, it's alright.
Chorus
The shoe is on the hand it fits, there's really nothing much to it,
Whistle through your teeth and spit, 'cause, it's alright.
Oh well a touch of grey, kind of suits you anyway,
That's all I have to say, but, it's alright.
Chorus
Chorus (With "We" instead of "I")